Got the mower going and cut some weeds this morning. It wanted to plug and stop when I hit tuff Crested Wheatgrass or fine grass, so this afternoon I sharpened the sickle and the guards. I’ll try it again and see how it does and if it worked good enough mow the ditches and borrow a baler and make some idiot cubes. Sweat is good for you, right?
I rode down south and looked at the heifers this evening when it started to cool off a bit. Need to go back and doctor one with a bad eye tomorrow so I won’t go to the annual Deadwood Days of 76 trippin’/golfin’ deal with the gang. I am sure they will have fun without me and I never was very good at golf anyway.




















